Ahh Saturday, a chance to putter about the backyard in discoveries of the mutated variety. January in LA means mild temperatures that offer no rest for the growing. My lemon tree bounces between abundant and chilled out, and my wacked-out tomato plant is bearing fruit just below its frost-bitten tips. While picking the two fruits on the left, I was nearly smacked with the fall of this mutated lemon.... mutant lemonade anyone?These rampant clovers turn my cone from Generational Transferenceinto a one-of-a-kind garden ornament!